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Home from the Sea |
Written for the Tolkien Weekly "Sister" prompt. For Febobe for her birthday. Beta by RiverOtter. |
“It’s true! You’re home at last! Oh, Isengar—how we have all worried for you!” Isengar Took turned. He’d been taken by surprise by his sister’s voice, having apparently forgotten just how quietly Hobbits could move in comparison to the Men among whom he’d lived for the past two decades or better. If her voice surprised him, her appearance surprised him even more. “Oh, Belladonna—you’ve gone and grown up while I was gone!” “And I’m married now, and a mother. Meet your nephew, Bilbo!” His favorite sister, a mother? He could hardly take it in! How so? |